Lights Camera Happiness

The best part of being an Indian is the rich culture you experience. All the festivals are symbolic. My personal favorite is Diwali. The triumph of Good over Evil. The triumph of Light over Dark. The festival of lights. The festival which is celebrated by every layer of society. Families come together, share joys & sorrows.

Now a days people criticize a lot about Diwali. They say there is a change in Diwali. Diwali has been updated in past 10 years. People even call it Diwali 2.0! The home made snacks have been replaced with purchased one. People used to wish through greeting cards, visiting neighborhood, but now they prefer WhatsApp & FB. Hand crafted paper lamps are vanished. Diwali is kind of commercialized. Everything you need in Diwali is available in market. Even the messages to be send..LOL!

Even if we agree to few facts mentioned, yet I think the values are INTACT, We still wake up early for Abhyang Snan(The Divine Bath on First Day of Diwali). We enjoy Faral(Snacks) together with family. We wish happiness to our loved ones. We bring gifts to surprise the special ones. We get blessings from elders. Share past memories. These are the days when Dad's college stories are rejuvenated. Grandma's singing gets highest rating. The youngest kid gets most chocolates for cutest mimicry.

Its a sort of that part of our life when we know that happiness is waiting for us, all we have to do is reach out. Forget bitterness. Believe in goodness in society and the light within every human being. Its that movie we are trying to shoot with a Happy Ending. Lights are present everywhere, our eyes are ready to capture memories, all we need to do is Cherish the moments of Happiness.

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